He Takes That Shit Personally

soft-hearted jealousy

#author's note ... i love wonwoo so fucking much did i ever guys tell u that. anywho this one is for zanzan bc i got inspired when we watched the kode ep <//3 and big big biiiig shout out to my beloved @l3visbby for proofreading <3 love u mother

#summary ... you're a little jealous of wonwoo n kerias frienship<//3

#word count ... 986

pssst the fic is referencing this cute vid:( wonwoo looked so good in it btw like what the actual fuck. also keria is my height and i fainted when i saw them hug bye

the door opened with a soft click and then all you could hear was soft patting of wonwoo’s footsteps against the wooden floor. 

sighing, you switched youtube to instagram and tried to act unbothered. but how could you? a reel of a new video featuring your fiancé popped out. a video you have just watched and it made you… a little jealous. 

“bedroom?” wonwoo called, trying to locate you. 

“yea” you hummed back, loudly enough for him to hear you. scrolling down, you noticed another reel. 

the love of your life with a cute, gamer boy. 

puffing your cheeks, you decided to exit instagram as well and check if you had any mails or texts. 

wonwoo entered the room, a small crease between his brows. 

“is everything alright, darling?” he asked, voice smooth as honey. which pissed you off even more. how dares he sound so attractive when you’re mad at him? 

“yes” you grunted a little too sulkily, drawing his attention. 

“oh really? because you didn’t run up to me once i entered the house” wonwoo teased and walked up to the bed, stretching his arms. you lost the battle with yourself and watched him, biting the inside of your cheek. how could one look so good in a plain white t-shirt and jeans? 

“yeah, im fine. how was your day?” you sighed and looked away once you saw he noticed your gaze. with a small smirk, he laid down next to you. the mattress dipped under his weight but that restored the balance – it somehow felt empty when he wasn’t there before. 

“it was good. me and mingyu did a live… i talked to my new friend… we might play a bit today” he answered, eyes tracing your face “oh, the video is out! did you see it?”

you hated how excited he was. and how much you liked it. keria is… 

“cute. i liked it” you mumbled and turned his back to him, fighting a smile. this is ridiculous. 

but it’s just not fair that wonwoo looked so handsome in that video and threw some flirty comments. he was so cocky in it too… 

“cute? yeah, keria is so adorable” wonwoo chuckled and you looked at him through your arm, shooting him a glare “what? what is it?” 

“nothing” you grunted. wonwoo’s lips broke into a grin, finally figuring you out. 

“something is clearly wrong. come on, talk to me” he purred, his hand sneaking its way under your t-shirt. 

“you looked good in the vid” grunting, you tried to surpass a smile. the warmth of his skin on yours sent shivers down your spine but your tried to remain calm. and not fold. 

“really? thank you, darling. keria said he liked my jacket” your fiancé hummed and leaned a bit closer, fingers tapping gently against your ribs. 

you couldn’t control the huff that left your lips. 

“we got along really well, i like his company. he’s so sweet” wonwoo continued to tease you and apparently that did the trick. 

“if he’s so sweet why don’t you date him, hm?” murmuring, you tried to hide your face in the pillow. wonwoo’s fingers ghosting over your skin in a circular motion made you melt, making it impossible not to crack.

“oh?” 

“forget it. go play your stupid games” you scoffed and wanted to move further away from him but wonwoo was quicker. he pulled you closer, calloused hands resting on your hips. 

“are you, perhaps… and i might be wrong here… jealous?” wonwoo’s cat-like adorned his features and you turned around, finally facing him. ebony eyes looking at you with amusement but also love, so much love, in them.

“yes, you’re wrong” you finally broke and cracked a smile, poking his buff chest. wonwoo tenderly grabbed your hand, placing it flat against his chest. his heartbeat softly drummed beneath your palm, making heat rise to your cheeks.

“come on, you know i would never…” he started and you shook your head. 

“it’s stupid and not that serious” you whined, covering your face with your other hand “it’s not the way you were… so flirty… and charming…”

“oh, pretty” wonwoo laughed wholeheartedly, the warm sound of his laughter bouncing off the walls of your shared bedroom. 

you leaned closer and hid your face in his chest, the smell of cologne filling your nostrils. his tender hands moved to the back of your neck, massaging it gently. 

“i made my angel jealous… by talking to my friend?” wonwoo sighed dramatically and you could hear the smile blooming on his lips. 

“it wasn’t just talking! you were so flirty…” your voice was a bit muffled by the material of his t-shirt “or i just… don’t know. you were really something that day, you know? so what if i’m a little jealous, i just don’t want to share you with the world… that much” 

wonwoo’s heart skipped a beat and he observed how you raised your head up. eyes meeting his, cheeks dusted with pink. you were so cute like that… cuter than keria. 

“can i make it up to you?” he hummed, hands trailing to cup your face. 

“a kiss. and no flirting with others, even if it’s a cute guy” you pouted and wonwoo leaned, capturing your soft lips in a sweet kiss. 

before you had a chance to deepen the kiss, he leaned away with a small frown. 

“but you do admit he’s cute, right?” your fiancé asked and you smacked his chest lightly.

“i wish we could adopt him” you laughed, and a grin formed on wonwoo’s face. 

“i’m afraid he’s a little too old for that…'' hiding his face in your hair, you decided to wrap your arms around his waist. 

“he’s 21… still a baby…” you huffed and shortly after, the sound of your laughs mixed in harmony. you guessed you might forgive him, it wasn’t really serious in the first place. 

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suguru makes you wear his shirts whenever he eats you out. it wasn’t a huge thing for him; it was more subtle. he never outright told you to put it on; he just handed it to you.

his shirts always had this hint of laundry detergent mixed with his signature cologne, which had a musky and light vanilla scent.

whenever you wore one of his shirts, it would hang over your ass, but if he was sitting down, he could see your bare ass under it. it was a treat for him.

the way his shirts fit around you in general was sexy; even though you looked normal, he would stare at you like you were getting ready to go on a date to a five star restaurant.

your breasts poking through the shirt and half of your thighs and legs showing through, there was no way he couldn’t eat you up looking like that.

whenever he had you on the bed, laid on your back looking pretty, no panties on, just his shirt, he couldn’t resist.

no warning, no words, just him diving to your core and eating you up; there’s no stopping, there’s no talking; the both of you just taking in what you’re giving to each other.

he’s taking in your pretty pussy put on a platter for him, licking and sucking you up like you’re going to run away any minute, and you lay on your back with your legs and thighs wide open, taking in the pleasure suguru is giving you.

his hands would start off holding your thighs down in place so he could get every crevice of that sweet pussy, but then his hands would slowly slide up to your sides and roam across your stomach, then your breasts.

the sounds of your wet cunt and his saliva mixing around are music to his ears; not only that, but your moans were the whole symphony for him.

whenever you got to the point of climax, he would slowly slide his shirt up and put it in your mouth. your body was shaking from orgasm, and a headache was coming on, but he wouldn’t stop.

he needed more out of you, and he wouldn’t stop until the sheets were sopping wet and his shirt was covered and soaked with your spit.

there would be a whole wet spot with trickle marks going down the shirt, and he couldn’t care less; it was your saliva that he cared about; he loved it.

he loved the fact that you moaned, spit, cum all on and in his shirt.

he couldn’t get enough of you.

#paris

miscellaneous romantic dialogue prompts pt.3

part 1 / part 2

“you said none of it was true… tell me your version then. maybe i will come to regret it one day, but i will take your words as they are. you’re my husband/wife and i trust you.”

“what happened to forever, [name]? what happened to our vows?”

“every time i see you, i thank the gods that you exist.”

“for our divorce settlements, you won’t have to worry about my intentions. i want nothing of yours.”

“if i have to go down on my knees and beg for a second chance, i will do it. i would rather lose my pride than you.”

“loving you have always been the biggest mistake, but never a regret”

“i will always be here if you ever return, despite everything that happened.”

“i would rather be hurt by you than not have you at all.”

“i will let you go, but promise me, that you will find someone worthier of your love than me. i can’t stand seeing you in pain like right now.”

“ask me to stay.” “will you?” “yes.”

“you possess my every thought, day and night. i can’t imagine a world without you anymore.”

“don’t ask me to forget last night. in my heart laid a map of your body.”

“one day, i will forgive myself for not being able to save you.”

“after the goodbyes, my biggest wish is to remain in your heart with warmth and tenderness.”

“without you, i am homeless.”

“bearing your pain has always been my job.”

“have i not suffered enough? has my sacrifice been insufficient to entertain you?”

“you took everything from me, yet i have succeeded in hating you.”

note: i don’t normally ask for credits if you use my prompts, but these are either directly from or heavily inspired by my own wips, so if you decide to use these prompts, i would highly appreciate a credit to @delilahfairchild/@decseptapril <33

satoru getting a dad bod is the best thing that could've happened for the bedroom; not only did he gain meat on his bones, but he also gained the mobility to just start throwing you everywhere and in different positions.

grabbing onto his big arms for support as he thrust into you every which way, folding you into a successful pretzel shape with ease the deeper he slid inside of you, adding more girth to the way his dick stretched out your wet walls.

of course, you loved when he was big and buff, his muscles popping out, and when he would start bulking, but when he slipped off the mountains whenever he wasn't working, it was the best week of your life, and you loved every second of it.

throwing you around, picking you up to and from the sky—all of it was great, but your favorite part was what he was packing downstairs that also got extra meat, his dick. he was already packing a big one, but his dick now was huge, like he grew some extra inches even if he didn't; it just felt different.

every time he slid into you, it had your eyes rolling to the top of your head, holding his big arms extra tight as your toes curled, and his favorite sounds slowly falling out of your mouth with every inch he buried inside of you.

one hand on your side, keeping you stable, and the other on your stomach, slowly pressing down to give you the extra pleasure that you so desperately craved, especially with his dick stretching you out little by little.

one second later, your legs were firmly wrapped around his hips as your head banged into the headboard, and not even five minutes in, you couldn't keep up with him even if you tried. once he got a feel for how hot and wet you were, covering him with the fluid that he loved to have melt in his mouth right on his dick, he knew for a fact he wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

making sure to put you in multiple positions while wrapping his big arms around you while he did it, wanting to be skin to skin with you, making sure you felt his warmth and how comforting he felt along with his dick that was buried deep inside of you, where it felt like it was laying inside your stomach.

even giving any excuse to pick you up and rest you on his face, telling you to put every number you saw on the scale and park it right on his face, slobbering all over your pussy that dripped and ached for him in the form he was in, knowing you couldn't help it, even looking at him up and down for a few seconds would have a puddle forming in your panties, satoru licking it all up.

he made sure to rock your world every single time, the bed creaking, almost one of its last legs with every position the both of you switched to, satoru not giving a damn if it broke, knowing he was going to get another one and keep going after that until he was satisfied and saw his cum dripping out of you.

he was so turned on by how turned on you were by him, making sure to give you everything you wanted, even if that meant pulling his pants down while he was driving so you could suck him up until your jaw started to ache, or coming home from work to give you everything you wanted so fucking badly.

satoru wasn't going to fumble a minute; he had lived on this earth, not giving you what you wanted in the state he was in. giving you everything that you wanted and more.

HELP HOW DID BOOKTWT FIND IT

yeah “i can teach you” is kind and gentle and warm and comforting. it’s also hot. right

missionary but you keep apologizing for being loud so he tells you to “stop fucking apologizing” and tilts your head so your mouth is lined up with his ear and just fucks you harder

if you ever feel safe, please remember that yoon jeonghan is out there